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lyrics
Of demons or of men; he could not perish
Save his first death which led to the prize
Lives, loves he could not cherish
His true being in disguise
Juan Sánchez Villalobos Ramírez
Quick of hand, quick of tongue
How many heads his blade had taken
When the western world was young?
At Plataea he’d marched for Spartan kind
To a clifftop he was bade
The Kurgan defeated for a time
Sent from the edge and shattered his blade
The vilest of foes swore Take Ne to slay
They’d meet again at Babylonian gates
Escaping by sea with his head that day
To be The One they chased their fates
He’d heard of a man from Celtic hills
In league with the devil; clubbed and stoned
His clan had set his blood to spill
Angus did not one stone throw
The Highlander he’d learned had been banished
From the deadly stroke his life did not end
From the people he’d vanished
The Quickening would find him
His master, his friend
Teaching the price of immortality
Begging McLeod leave his life behind
From the pain of loss he’d wished him freed
His true path The Quickening, The Gathering
To parry and thrust with ease and might
The knowledge of all would be his to give
To lose his head his only plight
No fear of death but fear to live
Hunting the clansman in darkness thick
For one slain before yet had not died
The Kurgan burst inward through wood and brick
An old adversary instead inside
McLeod nowhere to be seen
They cast their words of gloat
Their swords in fire sheened
Ramírez swung and cut his throat
Slashing and dodging up the stairs
Casting walls of stone aside
Blades streaking lightning on grisly glares
A tempest matching their fury outside
Ramírez run through
One head nearer his goal
His teacher, his friend, from the world had gone
His essence trapped in The Kurgan’s soul
Masamune’s steel would be carried on
Of demons or men; he could not perish
Save his first death, which led to the prize
Lives, loves he could not cherish
His true being in disguise
Juan Sánchez Villalobos Ramírez
Quick of hand and tongue
How many heads his blade had taken
When the western world was young?
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